Winter Tent Ficlets - Chapter 3 - Ferality
Soft gasps echoed through the arctic forest, muffled by the fresh snowfall. Rough bark scraped against Nightsail's back through the fabric of her jacket, contrasted by the soft lips that kissed down her neck. Her skin darkened to a deeper purple where...
Winter Tent Ficlets - Chapter 2 - Voyeurism
"I kind of imagined it a lot when I was...doing it myself." First of Dusk admitted one morning, as the two were preparing food over the fire. "And I really want to watch you doing that." Despite having been sleeping together for the last six days of...